PS this sounds pretentious but correction: it's my second book. Remember the little Perez Hilton one I did? I also wrote and illustrated one in 5th grade but that doesn't count. It was called 'Dickle Pickle'. That's right. Dickle.

Little known fact: Zman hangs out with a lot of children’s book authors. My son stops at every sewer drain and yells, “Gutterfish!”, much to the bewilderment of passer-bys, based on reading him this book which is one of his favorites. That author is also a good friend of the Zman.

Our late great friend Flynn had a high school buddy Rob Clark who writes children's books. In Flynn's eulogy it was brought up that after Rob had written his very first book, he sent an e-mail out to his cronies announcing it. The e-mail reply from Flynn was read out loud, and it was sincere and glowing and impressed and highly complimentary, but it was appended by an apology in advance. Moments after Rob Clark got the first e-mail response, a second came in that CC'ed all the other guys: "What's the hardest part of writing children's books? Telling your parents you're gay."

Yep, that was Flynn. Rob went on to write a book called "Flynndini Lives!" in his memory. Available here.

Dave and I are going to have a fruit fight in which Dave won't bust a grape. Then Mark and I will fight like James Bond in the octagon with two razors. Then Shlara and I will engage in our scheduled jello wrestling bout. Gheorghe agreed to referee all this.